That Frat Boy { Jack Gilinsky Story }

chapter one

Beatrice walked through the Frat House. Music blasting out the large speakers which were set up in the downstairs living area. The music was so loud, you'd swear the ground was shaking and honestly Beatrice wouldn't be surprised if it was. You don't usually attend Frat Parties since you're still in Highschool, but your friend dragged you to the party. Beatrice would honestly be killed if her parents found out that she was here or even if her brother caught her.

"I really don't think we should be here" I shout over the music, trying to get Mackenzie's attention. The stares of the college boys were really making her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Mackenzie arched her brow, trying to focus her attention on Beatrice but her gaze kept following the shirtless boys which were exploring the Frat House. "Yeah! I know it's great!" She said. She obviously completely misheard Beatrice. Beatrice felt like saying something but stopped wherever she noticed a guy walking towards the girls. The guy tapped Mackenzie's shoulder, indicating for her to follow him which she did. Beatrice watched as her friend and the guy followed each other to the dance floor and basically started dry humping each other to the beat of the music.

Beatrice wasn't too keen on watching her best friend grinding a guy. She turned on her heel and walked the opposite direction. She pushed past the sweaty and intoxicated bodies, most of them were half naked and grinding on each other. Beatrice never expected college kids to be doing this. Beatrice though they spend three years studying and going to class.

Beatrice opened the front door of the Frat House, hoping to get ou for air. As she opened the door, a crowd of college boys barged in. One of them even picked Beatrice up and threw her over their shoulder. Beatrice screamed loudly, banging her fists on the guys back. This wasn't her first idea of fun.

"Body Shots, Body Shots, Body Shots!" The group chanted. And once they chanted, the whole place was chanting. Wait? Beatrice wasn't doing body shots.

The guy placed Beatrice down on a table. Beatrice gaze quickly stared up at him. He had blonde hair, big brown eyes which could make any girl awe with cuteness. He certainly didn't look like the typical college guy. "I'm sorry, I ca-" I begin but the chants covered my demands of leaving.

The crowds of college students surrounded the table which Beatrice's petite body laid on. Majority of the people surrounded with guys. The blonde boy lifted up her shirt, revealing her stomach. "No!" I screamed as I quickly pulled my shirt down.

"Oh, come on! It's just some fun" He laughed. He attempted to pull of the shirt again but a hand wrapped around his wrist, causing him to stop. Beatrice gaze quickly looked up at the person.

Wow.

Beatrice was actually in awe at how hot he was. The guy was shirtless and the only piece of clothing he had on was blue and white shorts. Beatrice wasn't complaining though, doubt anyone else was. His abbs were stone hard and toned. Perfection basically. His jawline was just as perfect. Plus it was bonus because he had beautiful eyes, big and brown. His hair was ruffled.

"Get one of the other girls, Johnson. "He sternly said. He kept his eyes on me whilst speaking to the other guy.He removed the blonde guys hand. The weird thing is, the guy didn't seem to argue. His focus turned to the crowd, the same crowd which were waiting to expose my body basically. "Lucky night, guys! We got ourself two girls tonight!" He announced. The place began to cheer loudly. Himself and the Johnson guy grabbed two girls at random, placing them on the table also.

I didn't even wait for a moment. The second those girls were the centre of attention, I was gone. I quickly got up. Pulling down my t-shirt as I pushed past the college students.

As Beatrice continued to push through the crowds. She noticed that her friend, Mackenzie, was now on the sofa making out with the guy. Well, Beatrice wasn't quite sure if it was the same guy. Didn't the other guy have blonde hair? She wasn't sure and she really didn't care.